tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579903185733519244.post7404042231911539196..comments2023-06-19T04:19:35.059-04:00Comments on The Jersey Mama: How I Surprised My ManJersey Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02869496776004386570noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579903185733519244.post-71361586132828712902009-02-25T13:49:00.000-05:002009-02-25T13:49:00.000-05:00That is such a sweet, sweet story! I wanted to la...That is such a sweet, sweet story! I wanted to laugh, to cry...It is truly amazing what will happen when we allow God control in EVERY part of our lives! Praise the LORD! :) (If you can't tell, I like the story ;D)Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14686213406837390306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579903185733519244.post-50891146539429454502009-02-25T09:19:00.000-05:002009-02-25T09:19:00.000-05:00I just left a really nice long comment for you, bu...I just left a really nice long comment for you, but the blogger comment messed up and erased it. I don't feel like retyping it, so I'll give a short version. Glad you and I both said yes, to the unusual way of getting to know our husbands to be. I don't think I'd change a thing! I remember hearing that story from you, but it's certainly more dramatic when it's all written out:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579903185733519244.post-3388251145758980802009-02-25T07:43:00.000-05:002009-02-25T07:43:00.000-05:00The first time we met you, which was at the airpor...The first time we met you, which was at the airport, Eric had your engagement ring in his pocket. But the peace of God is a priceless thing. Dad and I had that peace about the whole relationship. <BR/><BR/>XOXO JLSJLShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17002947079183458674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579903185733519244.post-28848826735559560402009-02-25T02:54:00.000-05:002009-02-25T02:54:00.000-05:00That's a great story though. I love surprising peo...That's a great story though. I love surprising people. I did that to my Dad this winter when I snuck back home for Christmas. My step mom helped me in the plot by driving me home after I met her in SanFrancisco. She told my dad that, afer reading my blog, she didn't know if I would be able to make it in due to all the snow we had on the island. THen a few minutes later I walked in the front door while my Dad was cleaning. He looked at me and said "You're not supposed to be here, I'm cleaning." It was pretty funny. I love doing stuff like that.Cove Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14987205970534857428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7579903185733519244.post-65307796196786815822009-02-25T02:44:00.000-05:002009-02-25T02:44:00.000-05:00OHHHHHHHHH I love it!! I knew about the shower so ...OHHHHHHHHH I love it!! I knew about the shower so I knew about part of this!! Thanks for sharing!!! :-)Wendy Glosserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10479633013896383540noreply@blogger.com